You are listening to a Clarks World magazine podcast with your host and narrator Kate Baker.

Greetings Clarksville Citizens. I hope this podcast finds you well. It's April 8th and that means the third story that we're bringing you out of six. Again, six stories can be yours a month.

If we help spread the word on subscriptions again 500 more will bring us

this sixth story.

Callie Wallace brings us our third story titled No Portraits on the Sky.

Kali studied geology and geophysics before she decided she enjoyed inventing

imaginary worlds as much as she liked researching the real one.

Her short fiction has appeared in the magazine of fantasy and science fiction,

Asimov science fiction, LightSpeed magazine, and on tour.

com. She lives in Colorado. Her website can be found at K A L I W A L L A L L A L A L A L A K K W A L A C.

dot com. So without further ado, let me tell you a story.

The stranger fell from the sky just after dawn.

Rayla heard the snap of branches and looked up.

The sun was rising in a gray haze beyond the forest's eastern edge, and the mist was retreating from the

iri. In the canopy above a dark figure tumbled through the fog, bouncing from

branches and whipping past leaves.

Rayla watched with her breath caught in her chest, her heart stuttering.

But as the person fell closer, she could see he was no skywarden.

He wore no tools, no ropes, no soft sticky gloves the color of spider silk. The stranger missed the bridge as he fell, but a line of cocoons caught him.

He tangled in the ropes and set the pods swaying before twisting free again.

Rayla heard a thump as he landed.

She couldn't see the platform through the shivering leaves and broken cobwebs,

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